I went to Borders this evening with the intention of getting through this one scene I’ve been working on for the past couple of days. For some strange reason, I find that I get a lot more done in a short period of time at Borders than I normally would at home.
My husband asked if he could join me with our two munchkins if he promised to keep them out of my hair. I happily obliged. (Between you and me, I think he just wanted to see me in action!)
When we arrived, we found a small blue grass band was playing. My husband was like “Uh Oh, Nicky. How are you going to write, there are three guys up there with guitars and banjos?”
I simply said, “Watch me.” I grabbed my laptop bag and sauntered over to the cafe and sat down at the first table I saw. Luckily it was at the back and as out of the way of the other patrons who were enjoying the music as possible.
I powered on my laptop and pulled out my iPod. I contemplated for a moment on what the musicians would think of me with my own music blasting in my ears, and decided that little ole me wouldn’t bother them at all. I plugged in and began to type. I got a few stares, and raised eyebrows, and for a moment I actually felt like I was being rude – but a Blue October song came on and as my muse tapped me on my shoulder I quickly forgot those roving eyes and got down to business. I got through that scene by the way, and actually ended up with something completely unexpected.0